Fang Tianyi! The cold youth reported his name and unsheathed his sword, aiming at Lin Xuan.
The target he chose to challenge was still Lin Xuan.
" Holy sh * t, why did they all choose me? Could it be that I was born with a mocking face?'
Lin Xuan was a little depressed and did not say anything else. He made a starting stance with the rusted sword in his hand and waited attentively.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A dazzling cold light suddenly flashed on the stage.
Fang Tianyi's figure was like a ghost, and his movement technique was not inferior to Lin Xuan's at all. In a flash, he invaded Lin Xuan's side. The tip of his sword trembled slightly and turned into three sword flowers that attacked separately.
This Fang Tianyi was also practicing the Fast Sword Style.
One sword, three flowers!
Such swordsmanship was definitely not bad.
"Good sword technique!" Lin Xuan's eyes lit up. He did not move on the spot and shook his wrist. The rusty sword also transformed into three red sword flowers. One sword, three flowers, and welcomed it.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Three soft sounds rang out.
The silver and red swords collided in the air.
The bright sparks flashed and disappeared as fast as a meteor, giving people the illusion that they could not catch them.
What a fast sword!
What an accurate sword!
There was no lack of knowledgeable youths among the youths, so they naturally saw the profoundness of that instant.
In that instant, Lin Xuan actually used the tip of his sword to block Fang Tianyi's fast sword.
How much courage and confidence did one need to make such a decision in such a quick battle?
Even if it was just a little worse, it would be instantly pierced by the sharp sword. However, Lin Xuan could instantly capture the trembling sword tip so accurately. Such calm courage and exquisite sword techniques made everyone feel inferior.
"Alright!" Zhang Fan was the first to cheer loudly.
"Beautiful, good swordsmanship!" The other youths could not help but cheer.
Even Zhuo Yifeng, Wang Xiaosan, and the others could not help but jump up and cheer.
Ding ding!
A series of sounds of swords clashing rang out like popping beans.
On the stage, silver and red light flickered, and human figures flickered like ghosts.
While everyone was dazzled, Lin Xuan and Fang Tianyi had already exchanged countless moves.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of swords and sabers clashing was endless!
In the beginning, people could still tell how many moves the two sides had exchanged from the number of times the swords collided.
However, as time passed, their sword techniques became faster and faster. The sword chimes seemed to have become one, and it was impossible to distinguish the number of times.
The youths could only see two sword lights, one red and one silver, flashing on the stage in front of them. It was like a silver bottle suddenly bursting with water, and it was like a streak of red light flying across the sky, constantly shocking everyone's vision.
What terrifying strength!
'How did they learn such a sword technique?'
'So there really are geniuses in this world!'
The youths who held their breaths as they watched the battle on the stage could not help but feel a sense of defeat.
Even the arrogant Zhuo Yifeng was no exception.
Everyone was shocked by the sword techniques displayed by Lin Xuan and Fang Tianyi. They all thought that if they went on stage and faced such a terrifying sword technique, they might not even be able to take a single move, let alone counterattack.
The difference was too great.
From this, it could be seen that Zhuo Yifeng's defeat in a single move was not an injustice.
For a moment, even the other nine youths who had been called up by the two-faced Head Instructor Wang Yanfeng had their expressions change a little.
On the stage.
" Haha, good sword technique! What a good opponent! Delightful! Lin Xuan shouted.
The rusty sword in his hand turned into rolling red light and whistled through the air like a divine dragon waving its tail. Its charm was indescribable.
Tianyi was definitely a good opponent.
This was the first opponent that Lin Xuan had encountered since he cultivated sword techniques that could match his sword techniques.
Moreover, unlike Zhuo Yifeng, Fang Tianyi's sword technique was fast but not strange, overbearing but not evil, fierce but not vicious, cold but not sinister. All of this was enough to prove that although this Fang Tianyi gave people a cold and uncomfortable feeling, he was definitely an upright youth.
This was because swordsmanship was the art of the mind.
What kind of person practiced what kind of sword.
"You're not bad yourself." Between Fang Tianyi's eyebrows, a rare trace of excitement appeared.
Clang clang!!!
The two swords collided continuously, shocking everyone's eardrums.
Lin Xuan's interest was aroused, and he was completely immersed in the world of sword techniques. The cheers gradually disappeared from his ears, and there was only his opponent in front of him. His eyes stared intently at his opponent's sword path and momentum, and he finally gradually understood Fang Tianyi's sword path.
Some originally blurry things gradually became clear in Lin Xuan's mind.
His understanding of the sword was deepening.
At the side.
A hint of unconcealable surprise flashed in the eyes of the bearded and black-bellied Head Instructor Wang Yanfeng, who seemed to be smiling yet not smiling.
'He is indeed a candidate that the old monster Du Qingyun thinks highly of. What a monstrous talent for comprehension. It has only been about ten minutes, but his sword technique and sword rhythm have actually risen to another level. What a terrifying improvement. Perhaps this kid will be able to comprehend sword intent in the future. I really don't understand. Such a freak with god-level attributes, why is he only ranked in the top 100? Could it be that those bastards in charge of ranking made a mistake?'
Wang Yanfeng was habitually black-bellied for a while.
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